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Monday, July 16, 2007 6:28 PM
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DON'T COME ASKING ME IF I'M ALRIGHT!?
DON'T COME TRYING TO CONSOLE ME.
IT WAS A TOTAL BREAKDOWN.

WHY WHEN THINGS ARE GOING TO BE THE WAY I WANTED.
POOM!
IT JUST VANISHED INTO THE THIN AIR FOR GOOD.
WHY!?
WHY MUST THEY ALWAYS GIVE ME PRESSURE WHEN I'M ALREADY IN ALOT OF PRESSURE?
TEARS ROLLED DOWN MY EYES.
YET NAGGING STILL CONTINUE.

IT'S NOT AS IF I DON'T WANNA SAVE MONEY.
BUT WHAT YOU'RE GIVING ME, I NEED MONEY FOR TOP UP AND WHAT EVER SHIT!
YOU CLAIMED THAT $250 IS UNTIL AUGUST.
YET YOU ASKED ME TO PAY FOR MY BLOODY OFFICE WEAR MYSELF?!
WHAT KIND OF THING IS THIS.

DO YOU ACTUALLY THINK I DON'T WANT TO WORK PART TIME JOB!?
YES, I WANT TO!
BUT YOU ALWAYS CLAIM THAT I'M COMING HOME LATE.
HELLOS,
MY SCHOOL ENDS AT 4 PLUS OR 6.
PROJECTS AFTER PROJECTS.
PRESSURE ARE PRESSING ME TOO HARD.
WHEN THINGS ARE GOING RIGHT FOR ME.
YOU'RE GIVING ME THIS SHIT!
AFTER I TAKE UP A BLOODY JOB,
FOR SURE YOU WILL GO SCOLDING ME WHEN I COME HOME LATE.

WHEN WILL YOU LIKE LISTEN TO ME FOR A WHILE.
YOU ALWAYS THOT WHEN I GO OUT IS TO PLAY.
DID I?
YOU DIN'T SAW IT!
NEITHER DO YOU UNDERSTAND.
FUCK
FUCK
FUCK
!
!

TOTALLY SHIT.

SHE RUIN MY DAY WHEN I WENT TO FIND HER IN THE MORNING.
TEARS NEARLY ROLLED DOWN.
YET I CONTROLLED.
WHEN I WAS CHEERED UP IN SCHOOL.
REACHED HOME.
EVERY THINGS TURNED UPSIDE DOWN.
TEARS ROLLED DOWN.
EMOTIONS DAMN FUCK.
FORGET IT.

INDULGE MYSELF IN PROJECTS.
MIGHT BE ABLE TO LET ME FORGET ALL THIS SHIT.

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